If heartaches was commercials, we'd all be on TV.
John PrineRead
I guess I just process death differently than some folks. Realizing you're not going to see that person again is always the most difficult part about it. But that feeling settles, and then you are glad you had that person in your life, and then the happiness and the sadness get all swirled up inside you.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the complex emotions associated with death, mixing sadness and gratitude.
In this quote, John Prine expresses a unique perspective on dealing with loss. He acknowledges that while the initial realization of never seeing a loved one again is painful, over time, that grief transforms into an appreciation for the moments shared. This blend of happiness and sadness illustrates the complicated nature of human emotions in the face of death, suggesting that memories of loved ones can bring both sorrow and joy.
In practice
During a funeral speech to honor a loved one.
If heartaches was commercials, we'd all be on TV.
One time, I went to school, and they asked us all to find out where our roots were. It's goin' around the class, and the kids were going, 'I'm Swedish-German' or 'I'm English-Irish.' They got to me and I said, 'Pure Kentuckian.'
I just tried to come up with some honest songs. What I was writing about was real plain stuff that I wasn't sure was going to be interesting to other people. But I guess it was...I've never had any discipline whatsoever. I just wait on a song like I was waiting for lightning to strike. And eventually-usually sometime around 3 in the morning-I'll have a good idea. By the time the sun comes up, hopefully, I'll have a decent song.
I feel basically good about my career because it's remained constant. What I do has never been especially in vogue or gotten high on the charts. At the same time, I haven't had to stop performing any of my music because it aged in style.
You know that first love that leaves you? You never forget that, especially if you're a songwriter. I must have gotten nine songs out of that girl.
You get to thinking that because you've written 50 or 100 songs, you think maybe you know how to do it. But when they're not coming along, you're just as in the dark as you ever were. When they're coming along, there's nothing to it. Sometimes it's so easy, it's like you're a court stenographer.
I breakfast when I get up, lunch when I get the chance. If I never get it, I forget it. Sometimes I dine at seven, sometimes at midnight, sometimes not at all; and I never get to bed until four or five in the morning. Everything depends on the news; the hours make no difference to me.
One can live at a low flame. Most people do. For some, life is an exercise in moderation (best china saved for special occasions), but given something like death, what does it matter if one looks foolish now and then, or tries too hard, or cares too _x000D_ deeply?
To be seventy years old is like climbing the Alps. You reach a snow-crowned summit, and see behind you the deep valley stretching miles and miles away, and before you other summits higher and whiter, which you may have strength to climb, or may not. Then you sit down and meditate and wonder which it will be.
After great pain, a formal feeling comes β The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs β The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore, And Yesterday, or Centuries before? The Feet, mechanical, go round β Of Ground, or Air, or Ought β A Wooden way Regardless grown, A Quartz contentment, like a stone β This is the Hour of Lead β Remembered, if outlived, As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow β First β Chill β then Stupor β then the letting go β
Iβve been things and I've seen places.
Other people salted away money for their old age, but Nanny preferred to accumulate memories.
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